the smell of spring.

As I stepped outside with my guide dog this morning, the air smelled different. Like spring. a smell of the earth. Not yet grass or tree blossom smells or flowers. But different. A few more bird songs too. I started to think about the smells of the seasons. Fall has a very distinct sharp almost bitter smell when leaves are coming down. There is a smell in summer when things are very hot. Winter there is a smell when it snows. I can't always describe the smells and what they are like. Different places smell different too of course. The city smells different than the country. communities near the ocean smell different. I will try to think about this more and describe it better in future.

Great things about being blind. Christmas dinner smells.

Last night, we had a christmas dinner with family. As I entered the house, I smelled that wonderful turkey smell. There is nothing l of christmas dinner. I listened to beautiful christmas music all day yesterday too. Choirs, lovely simple carols, beautiful harmonies. Maybe that is what looking at a beautiful work of art is like.